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Chapter One

A twenty-five year old Troy Bolton sat in his car that was parked across the street and watched as she and her date walked up to the front door of her small private condo in downtown Los Angeles. Seeing her tonight at Ryan Evan's party with him and invoke jealousy all the way through his entire being. 'She shouldn't have been dancing with him," he thought angrily 'She should have been dancing with me.' He watched closely as he man leaned in about to give her a kiss on the cheek, before she placed her small delicate hand on his chest and pushed him back. Shaking her head she smiled and leaned forward and kissed his cheek. They continued to speak for a few more minutes neither aware of him. 'She better not let him go inside…please God don't let her let him inside.' He prayed as he watched the man motioned to her house, as she opened the door. She shook her head and he smiled leaning down he kissed her cheek and walked over to his car. 'What type of man drives a beat up car like that?' He thought with a smirk, as he watched the man pulled out of her drive and speed off down the road. He watched as she closed the door and he calmly got out of his car, locking the doors he briskly walked across the street, his Stacy Adams making a soft tapping noise as he walked on her pathway to the front door. Pausing for only a second he took a deep breath and patted his pockets. Once he had gathered his nerves he rang the doorbell. He heard laughter as the sound of her heels got louder and louder just before the door fell open. "Jeff, I told you that-." She paused and looked him up and down before frowning.

"So that's who that was?" Troy said softly as she continued to look at him. He knew what he looked like, his white oxford shirt was hanging out and his slacks where loose, and his tie was as loose as he could get it without taking it off his neck. His diamond stud glittered in the moonlight, and finished off his bad boy look. He looked at her up and down and then finally moved his glaze back to her eyes thinking. 'I know she didn't put on the kill him dress.'

"Jeff…not that it's any of your business." She said with a roll of her eyes looking him up and down with contempt. "Where's your lay of the week."

"Don't know maybe she's still at the party and maybe she hooked up with one of my teammates." She nodded and moved to close her door but he put his foot in the door and moved his hand up so he could push his door opened. "You know I saw you with, Jeff." He murmured looking at her as he took a cautious step forward.

"And I saw you with Dumber."

"Denise."

"Whatever." She said as she looked up at him staring deep into his sea blue eyes that were being to darken. "Troy you know what say whatever you have to say and leave."

The next time she knew she heard the slam of the door and she was pushed against the wall with Troy leaning over her his hands on either side of her head. They looked at each other for a moment before he leaned forward and placed his mouth right by her ear before softly whispering in to her ear.

"You know…I'm not a possessive man by nature but I can not stand by and watch that man hold you, kiss you, and love you without wanting to beat his ass to a bloody pulp because you and I both know that I should be the only one doing those things to you… me and me alone." He said before placing a kiss on her neck. He smiled when he felt her shudder against him and clutched his massive arms. "You are my last thought I have before I fall asleep, and the first thought I have when I wake up in the morning. I love you so much, Taylor." Taylor stared at him in shock; his response wasn't one she thought she would receive. Troy studied her for a few more minutes before bending down and capturing her lips with his. He pulled her to his body and began kissing her with soft gently kisses that quickly turned into passionate kisses that literally stole her breath away, Taylor's knees gave out but Troy held her to him and lifted her against his body moving them to the wall. Taylor ran her hands through his hair and held unto his tightly as he shifted from her lips to her neck sucking lightly on the smooth flesh of her neck causing her to moan aloud. Troy suddenly stopped and pulled away from her. Taylor immediately fixed her clothing and looked up at him as he stared back at her with a heated glaze that made her blush even more.

"Tr…Troy." She said timidly as he stepped away from her, he raised his hands and placed them on her shoulders stopping her movement. She moved to speak again but he caught her off.

"Don't…I…just let me look at you for a moment. Oh baby I missed you so much." He said starting to cry. Taylor cupped his face in her hands and kissed him softly before pulling away and allowing him to gain some control over his emotions.

"Troy what does this mean…for us now." She whispered. Troy took a step forward and brought his hand to her shoulder, trailing his finger down her arm to her hand which he gripped tightly as he looked into her eyes.

"The kiss means that I am the only man you kiss now, and that you are the only woman I kiss." He brought his other hand up that wasn't holding her hand and lightly touched her lips with his index finger. "Those lips...," he paused as his a lone tear fall out of his eye. "Those lips belong to me just like my lips belong to you…I will not let you leave me again not now not ever." He pulled her hand up to his heart and placed it there. She could feel the steady beating of his heart, and he breathed slowly closing his eyes as her hand touched him. "Do you feel that…my heart beats for you alone, and over the last few months baby I've been dead without you. You own my heart, mind and soul. You feel my heart beating for you, this is what it means to love someone completely, and all I ask is that you love me as much as I love you."

"Oh Troy, I love you so much." He smiled then pulled her to him kissing her again, this time they kissed with renewed passion and didn't release one another until air became necessary, Troy lowered his forehead down to hers and held her tightly in his arms.

"I love you with everything I am." He whispered, "No one can ever take your place. I want to argue with you everyday, I want to grow old with you, and I want children with you." He pulled away from her slowly and got down on his knee. He reached into his pocket and fished out a beautiful three diamond golden ring. Taylor gasped and covered her mouth as Troy looked up at her with a grin. "I want to marry you."

"Troy…I."

"Taylor Anne McKessie will you do me the honor of being my wife?" he asked as a lone tear escaped his eye. Taylor slowly nodded her head as she began to cry as well.

"Yes and a thousands times yes." She exclaimed, Troy slipped the ring on her finger and stood pulling her into his arms holding her tightly. He kissed her forehead and then lowered his mouth down to meet hers.

"I love you, baby." He whispered against her mouth. "Promise me you won't leave me again."

"I promise I won't Troy…I won't, baby I love you too." She whispered into his chest as he held her in his arms rocking her back and forth.

A year earlier…

"You need a woman…a wife, hell a pet something to make your ass commit." Chad said with a laugh as he looked at his best friend who sat beside him nursing a beer. Downing the contents on the bottle in front of him he glanced over at Chad and smiled.

"Just because you got a golden band on your finger you think you you're a some type of Dr. Phil." He said with a smile just as a gorgeous blonde came and stood beside him at the bar. Chad raised an eyebrow and looked at him for a moment before spinning his stool around and talking to one of their teammates who was sitting beside him.

"Why hello beautiful." He said looking her up and down before bringing his fist to his mouth and biting down on it.

"Hello." She said dismissively returning her attention to the bartender who was taking her order. Troy looked over at Chad who was trying to hide his laughter. Shrugging off the rejection he leaned forward and looked at her.

"How are you doing this evening?" she turned around and looked at him then smiled and turned around to face him.

"You're Troy Bolton…the guard on the Lakers."

"Um, yeah the one and only." He said with a smile as he looked at her wondering why he was constantly pulling groupies and gold diggers. Crossing his arms over his chest he looked at her and smile as he suddenly remembered why. 'It was easier that way.'

"Wow, you're way cuter in person."

"You're not to bad yourself." He said as the bartender returned with her drink, she turned around and accepted it before turning around and looking at him and taking a sip. "So what's your name?"

"Denise Nicholson." She said smiling and leaning closer, Troy could smell her perfume and smiled as she tried to push her breast into view. Shaking his head he smiled and took another gulp of his beer.

"Well Denise it is certainly a pleasure meeting you." He said with a smile as he extended his hand which she took immediately. They whispered a few more words to one another before she picked up a pen and wrote her number on his palm. Then she kissed his cheek and walked off to enjoy the rest of the party.

"What were you saying about a woman?"

"Well I meant one that you could relate to on a more…mental level." He said with a small smile. "You know you aren't going to keep her for long."

"And your point would be?"

"Stop letting Lindsey control your life." Chad said as he stood up and patted his friend on the back. Before walking away leaving alone at the bar, Troy looked after him before signaling the bartender.

"Yes sir."

"Another." He said as he sat his glass down. The bartender picked it up and a filled it as Troy just sat there and looked at the party.

"No…Gabriella why would I want to go to the reunion. I see everyone I want to see now anyway." She said as she bounced her godson Julian Evans on her lap as he played with her necklace. While sitting at her friend's kitchen table watching her cook dinner for her small family.

"You have to come…everyone is going to be there." She said with a smile as she stirred her sauce. "Maybe you might meet someone."

"Gabby I don't need some man."

"Wouldn't hurt." She said with wink which made Taylor laugh and shake her head. Ever since her broken engagement to her ex-fiancé Jeffery Holmes. They had parted on good terms both agreeing that they weren't ready for that step in any relationship or at least that's what she told everyone. Ever since then Gabriella as well as Sharpay had been setting her up on numerous blind dates that usual ended in disaster, which led to some funny Saturday lunch stories.

"Why are you forever trying to get me a boyfriend?"

"I'm trying to get you married."

"Why?"

"I want some godchildren…Me and Sharpay are doing all the hard work. You just get to good to your office everyday, and then you come over ever once in awhile to see what taking care of children would be like."

"Maybe I like being single you ever thought about that."

"Well no…since I know you hate it." Gabriella said with smile as Ryan entered the room with their little girl Rachael following close behind.

"Hate what."

"Just talking about Taylor and singleness." Ryan leaned over the counter and kissed her on the lips and then winked at Taylor.

"Leave her alone, Gabs."

"Thank you." Taylor said as Julian wiggling out of her arms and ran as fast as his little legs could carry him to his father who immediately picked him up.

"Hey Auntie Tay." Rachael said as she came around and sat beside Taylor at the table, smiling she replied.

"Hey, RacRac." She said making the little girl giggle. Gabriella turned around and smiled at her daughter and Taylor and then spoke again.

"See you…you'll make a great mother all you need is the man-."

"And the ring." Taylor murmured as she looked at her friend for a moment before standing and looking at her watch. "I really should be going I got a lot of work to do tomorrow and I need to get started."

"Are you coming to the reunion?" Ryan called out from the living room.

"That's what I was trying to tell her, baby she needs to come to the reunion and see everyone."

"I don't need to come." Taylor said

"Might as well…we're going do there soon anyway. Besides take a week off from work." Gabriella said with a shake of her head. "Believe me you need to take one before your boss makes you take one."

"She wouldn't do that." She said with a smile, Gabriella just shook her head and turned around and leaned on the counter.

"I was hoping maybe you had a spilt personality I just hope that the fun Taylor would take over and make you take a day off." She said as she turned off the sauce and looked at her friend who just shook her head at her and sighed.

"Fine just promise me you'll try to come to the reunion." Gabriella said as she followed Taylor to the front door. Grabbing her jacket and putting it on Taylor nodded. "Say it."

"Fine…I will try to come to the reunion."

"Good, maybe Ryan can escort us both." Ryan peek his head into the hallway and wiggled his eyebrows.

"I'd like that ladies."

"Ryan honey go watch the kids." Gabriella said not even turning around. He nodded and left just as quickly as he came. "So will you come to the reunion?" Sighing Taylor nodded her head not understanding how her friend could constantly keep talking her into doing things.

"Yes I'll come." She said as Gabriella smiled and pulled her into a hug.

"Good I promise you won't regret it." She said with a smile. Once Taylor was in her car she rested her head on the steering wheel and sighed hoping that her friend was right.

I hope you guys are enjoying how the story is going so far, please remember to review so I can know what you think and how much you are enjoying the story. The next chapter should be up sometime this weekend.

Baby S